Shit, maybe I should take off to Alaska or somethin', it's so goddamn hot out. It's not even August yet... don't wanna think about next month's weather. It's gonna be like hell ( Read more... )

Found my paycheck under the bed where I stashed away my jacket that I wore a few weeks ago. Need to wash that thing, 's a lil' nasty.

So what's everyone been up to? I'm pretty bored, maybe I'll even take up the full-time job at my work. Nothin' special to do, until something interestin' comes up in school.

Hell, I think I misplaced my last paycheck. I was gonna cash it in with today's pay, too, damn.

I guess school and work combined does that to ya.

Oh, and uh, the hangout. Come if ya want to, and don't worry, I won't bite yer head off. But Hiyori might.

A little get-together, hangout sorta thing this weekend on the third floor. Anyone can come, really, 'cause I'm just bored out of my mind. Just let me know if you're comin', I guess, so I won't be sayin' "who the hell are you?" when you come by. (Well, I know Hiyori and Mashiro are comin'... anyone else ( Read more... )

Man, the week's been hectic, so I haven't been around much. Classes are all right--we're finally gettin' into making some real clothes in Fashion. No more long, shitty lectures ( Read more... )

Nothing goin' on much, really. My life can be boring as hell. A lot of people from school seem to have taken off to somewhere--that smart shorty everyone talks about, and there's Hiyori who's gonna be gone for a week. She told me to take care of Mashiro, but that girl isn't much around either.Everyone's pissed that France beat Brazil. Eh, I could ( Read more... )

Leavin' all my class talk aside (painting wasn't so bad, eh, Hiyori?)--

Remind me to never work two shifts in a row. Shit, my legs are killin' me.

The hell, we don't need lectures in Fashion. Thought we were gonna make some stuff and get some freedom, but all I get for gettin' up early on a Monday morning is a friggin' lecture. I'll leave the prof be and see what happens, but shit, not what I was expectin' at all ( Read more... )

Fashion class wasn’t as bad as I expected-I thought the professor was gonna be a total joke, but it’s all right. Better than I imagined anyway, since the prof’s got no polka dots hanging from his sleeves. Didn’t talk to anyone much, everybody seemed awkward and out of place. Wonder if I looked like that ( Read more... )